Im friends with the monster thats under my bed.
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath.
And you think im crazy, yeah, you think im crazy.
A/N
I dont think im feeling the initial buzz of writing this anymore. So its time to clear some stuff up.
This book was for no-one's benefit but my own. It was somewhere for me to write what im feeling and to rant and I never expected people to actually read it or enjoy it. But I no longer feel the buzz like I say.
Also, I feel like my writings getting worse. Deteriorating over time. I feel like my writing isn't good enough for you,my few readers, and im disappointing you.
I think im going to finish this book. I may continue with it when I have my thoughts back together and I feel my writing is good enough for this book.
Jaime x
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Dark Thoughts In The Dead Of Night
PoetryCOMPLETED. Prepare for depressing stuff!! *TRIGGER WARNING. MANY OF THESE CHAPTERS WILL BE DEPRESSING AND SOME WILL HAVE MENTIONS OF: DEPRESSION, SUICIDE, SELF-HARMING, BULIMIA AND SOME ANOREXIA. If that is not your thing then please DO NOT read*
